We've all had that
end of the world
moments, but still
life had a way of adding
day to day
Here we are, living
despite
i t
a l l

Sometimes i look up at the sky
and wonder  if a piece of it
is the deep blue of my eye

a pledge promised to Earth
They'll  take me back, there's no need
for 'goodbye'

i wonder what the dead are doing
i wonder if they can hear my thoughts
Do the clouds swallow it up like sun
or does it drift above my head?

Are the stars, stars?
or fractions of soul
shining through the gaps
to lighten my way

at night, Angels put up show
us humans call it  'dreaming'
Is that the image of Heaven
or my own imagination?
It could be the very real creation

i wonder what the dead are doing
i wonder if they even know
they're dead.

indefatigable fools
fighting currents
Acting all different
just to stand out
Arguing with reality
frightened by normality
Majority ain't got time
for this purposeless rebellion.
Tryin to impress with a
dead dude's philosophy
but got no original thoughts.
Taking big like some prodigy
What a sad parody
Nothing but mindless beans
looking for a way outa
responsability
Social rejection
Drug addiction
blaming side affects of
anxiety and depression
Left behind
bruised and beaten
People shout, "just shut up
Sit back in your sadle
You ain't surviving
this battle;  Life
It hands out punches
just roll with it
go with the flow
No need to stay low, tho
Let 'em know
who's the real you"
But incorrigible fools
ignoring advise
Not worth ego sacrifice
they see no alternative but
a prideful stride to suicide

I regret the fact that I struggled
trying to find who I am
And I lie to myself and say,
''I do the best that I can''
Shrug it off like it ain't nothing
like it’s out of my hands
Then get ticked off whenever I see it affecting my plans

I knew the moment i got the call
that you were already gone
What laid there
beside the straight lines,
was all you left behind
for me to say goodbye to

I just wanted to run
and see if I could catch up
Maybe fly away with you
But they kept me hostage
forcing me to look
at that cold, lifeless shell

That was not how i wanted
to remember you
They told me it was better this way
You were now in peace
This life of pain and suffering
was not your deserving

You were beginning the life of an Angel
Your heart was too big for your frame
Never will i forget that golden heart
and loveliness, so true
You shared it with everyone
The homeless people too

The world was too big
to carry on two feet
They needed you to fly
so i guess the life of an angel
has more meaning
for you and us all

the basement of depression
was where i learned my lesson:
temptations of death
are the feed of bad thoughts

i had to decide
to leave those habits behind
- it left me homeless
but in hope was where i lived.

under the bottom of rocks
life found ways to throw me down
But i kept on going
even if it meant by crawling

up the basement's stairs
i had no sight
but i was desperate
for something bright

So, i kept on going
kept on crawling
dragging myself
closer to light


;

i dreamt of an older me
looking back at my life,
And i cried
not about all the mistakes
i made, but all that i
 could've done right
 if i hadn't waisted
so much time
crying over those mistakes

This sense of indecision
Ain't what we had in mind
The dream that I envisioned
I am still hoping to find

Been chasing empty memories
The kind that's keeping you down
Can't seem to find my stride
Just trying to live my life

Been feeling suffocated
Searching for vindication
I know that something's missing
But the world keeps on turning

We're losing all this daylight
But soon the moon's gonna rise
There's no need to worry
Our luck is turning around

These final puzzle pieces
We tried but they're too tight
But if we ease the pressure
I bet they'll fit just right

Sometimes it takes some patience
Sometimes it works first try
But I know that this is worth it
Cause this dream's too strong to die

There's no need to worry
Cause I can feel it
Turning, turning
Our luck is turning around

don't try to follow
your heart
because the heart
cannot see
the heart is there to
feel the journey
not to lead you on it

they've got it all wrong,
I'm not really strong
I'm a survivor
but I don't get to be
the conquerer

they've got it all wrong,
when they only see me
holding on
My life is on the edge..

they think that falling
is what i fear most

I'd rather live, struggling
not to slip,
and hold on

than stop trying
and face the torture
of    not dying
if i
fall

life is moving
can't you see?
there's no future left
for you and me

i am changing
i am gone
i am older
and yes,
I'm moving on

i was holding on
searching endlessly
now there's nothing
i can do

so dont be blue
there's another future
waiting there
for you

yes im changing
can't stop it now
and even if i wanted
i would not know how

if you don't think its a crime
you can come along,
with me